Forgot about dre lyrics

Dr. Dre:Y'all know me, still the same ol' G, but I been low-keyHated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G'sNo wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles and no Reed full lyricsskisMad at me 'cause I can finally afford to provide my family with groceries

Got a crib with a studio and it's all full o' tracks, to add to the wall full o' plaques Hangin' up in the office in back of my house like trophiesDid y'all think I'ma let my dough freeze, ho pleaseYou better bow down on both knees, who you think taught you to smoke trees

Who you think brought you the oldies, Eazy-E's, Ice Cube's, and D.O.C.'sThe Snoop D-o-double-g's, and the group that said "motherfuck tha police"Gave you a tape full dope beats to bump, when you stroll through in your 'hoodAnd when your albums sales wasn't doin' too good, who's the doctor they told you to go see

Y'all better listen up closely, all you niggas that said that I'd turned popOr The Firm flopped, y'all are the reason that Dre ain't been gettin' no sleepSo fuck y'all, all o' y'all, if y'all don't like me, blow meY'all gon' keep fuckin' around wit' me, and turn me back to the old me

Eminem:Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

So what do you say to somebody you hate (What)Or anyone tryna bring trouble your wayWanna resolve things in a bloodier way (Yup)Just study a tape of N.W.A

One day I was walkin' by, with a Walkman on, when I caught a guy Give me an awkward eye, (What you lookin' at) strangled him up in the parkin' lot with his Karl Kani'sI don't give a fuck if it's dark or not, I'm harder than me tryna park a DodgeWhen I'm drunk as fuck, right next to a humongous truck in a two car garage

Hoppin' out with two broken legs, tryna walk it off, fuck you too bitch call the copsI'm 'a kill you and them loud-ass motherfuckin' barkin' dogsAnd when the cops came through, me and Dre stood next to a burnt down houseWith a can full of gas and a hand full of matches, and still weren't found out (Right here)

So from here on out, it's The Chronic 2, startin' today and tomorrow's anewAnd I'm still loco enough to choke you to death with a Charleston Chew (Chikka-chikka-chikka)

Slim Shady, hotter than a set o' twin babiesIn a Mercedes Benz with the windows up, when the temp goes up to the mid-eightiesCallin' men ladies, sorry Doc but I been crazyThere's no way that you can save me, it's OK go with him Hailey (Dada)

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

Dr. Dre:If it was up to me, you motherfuckers would stop comin' up to me wit' yo' hands out, lookin' up to meLike you want somethin' free, when my last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin' meBut now that I gots lil' company, everybody wanna come to me like it was some diseaseBut you won't get a crumb from me, 'cause I'm from the streets of (C—C—Compton, Compton)

I told 'em all, all them lil' gangsters who you think help mold 'em allNow you wanna run around talkin' 'bout guns like I ain't got none, what you think I sold 'em all'Cause I stay well off, now all I get is hate mail all day sayin' "Dre fell off"What, 'cause I been in the lab, with a pen an' a pad tryna get this damn label off

I ain't havin' that, this is the millennium of Aftermath and ain't gon' be nothin' after thatSo gimme one more platinum plaque and fuck rap, you can have it backSo where's all the mad rappers at, it's like a jungle in this habitatBut all you savage cats know that I was strapped with gats, when you were cuddlin' a Cabbage Patch

Eminem:Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got some'in to sayBut nothin' comes out when they move their lips, just a bunch o' gibberishAnd motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre